On my recent flight back to Boston from the Ironman Triathlon in Hawaii, the flight attendant and I struck up a brief conversation. She asked me what I did for a living and what was the purpose of my trip. Jokingly, I told her my name was Rodgers and that I run for a living.
Read MoreI began running the Boston Marathon at the age of 16 when I borrowed a friend's cross-country bib number, pinned it onto my t-shirt and jumped into the race.
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